Chapter 120 Perla exclaimed, âI couldnât handle alcohol!â
The tattooed man snorted coldly and ordered his subordinates the wine.
Perla and Juliette were forcibly held down and forced to drink a lot of alcohol, no matter how much they struggled, they couldnât break free.
By the end, the table was filled with alcohol, almost all of which had been consumed by them, causing their stomachs to become bloated.
The tattooed man held a Swiss Army knife, the cold blade pressed against Julietteâs face. He squinted his eyes and said, âWhen youâre away from home, be more cautious, and donât offend people you shouldnât offend in the future.â
Juliette trembled with fear, her lips quivering, motionless and paleâfaced.
âDid you understand?â The tattooed man suddenly raised his voice, scaring Juliette and Perla, who both trembled.
Their lives were in the hands of others, Perla and Juliette dared not disobey and could only nod repeatedly, saying, âUnderstood.â
Three days later.
âKnock. knock, knock Juliette stood outside the hotel suite door and knocked few times.
Jay, were you inside?â
No response.
Juliette frowned and took out her phone to make a call.
After dialing. in rang for 1 long time with ש××× one answering, until automatically hung up Ever since Jaime came back from Wesleyâs that day, she has been out of touch with her.
She didnât reply to the messages, she didnât answer the phone, and when she came to the hotel, he didnât open the door.
She learned from the front desk that Jaime had not checked out âBang, bang, bang!â She forcefully knocked on the door.
door!
âJaime, the open you donât open the door today, I will keep knocking After waiting for ten minutes at the door, Juliette finally opened it The strong smell of tobacco and alcohol hit her face, causing her to feel nauseous.
until you do!.
âWhy it smelly Juliette pinched her nose and had 1 disgusted expression OD her Face Looking at Jaime again, his eye sockets were dark and sunken, his heard was scruffy, his face was greasy, and he emitted a mixture of tobacco smell. He appeared to have по taken alcohol, along with and Juliette asked, holding back her nausea, âHow did I become like this?â
bath for several days.
Jaimeâs eyes were dull and lifeless, filled with despair. âIs there something wrong?â
âI was worried about you as I couldnât reach you for a few days, Juliette pushed open the door and walked into the room. The curtains were tightly drawn, the lights were not turned on, and there was no light in the room even though it was broad daylight.
Juliette furrowed her brows and turned on the light.
The spacious suite was filled with empty wine bottles in the living room, and the ashtray on the table was overflowing with cigarette butts, with ashes scattered everywhere.